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Blessed are the Peacemakers, 

For they shall be called the children of God. 

MATTHEW S:9. 



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MARION P. 


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In the Service of 


His Country 




AT Nashville 


, Tenn. 




Apr. 10th, 


1863 




Co. I, 85th Ind 


Vol. Inf. 




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"We shall meet, but We shall miss him; 
There will be one Oacant chair." 




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"The form of him We so much loOed 
Now mingles With the dust; 
The soul that once lit up that form 
Now dwells among the just." 



The Pipe of Peace 

"O my children! my poor children! 
Listen to the words of wisdom, 
Listen to the words of warning, 
From the lips of the Great Spirit, 
From the Master of Life, who made you! 

"I have given you lands to hunt in, 
I have given you streams to fish in, 
I have given you bear and bison, 
I have given you roe and reindeer, 
I have given you brant and beaver. 
Filled the marshes full of wild-fowl, 
Filled the rivers full of fishes; 
Why then are you not contented? 
Why then will you hunt each other? 

"I am, weary of your quarrels. 
Weary of your wars and bloodshed. 
Weary of your prayers for vengeance, 
Of your wranglings and dissensions; 
All your strength is in your union, 
All your danger is in discord; 
Therefore be at peace henceforward. 
And as brothers live together. 

"I will send a Prophet to you, 
A Deliverer of the Nations, 
Who shall guide you and shall teach you, 
Who shall toil and suffer ivith you. 
If you listen to his counsels. 
You will multiply and prosper; 
If his warnings pass unheeded. 
You will fade away and perish! 

"Bathe now in the stream before you, 
Wash the war-paint from your faces. 
Wash the blood-stains from your fingers, 
Bury your war-clubs and weapons. 
Break the red stone from this quarry. 
Mould and make it into Peace-Pipes, 
Take the reeds that grow beside you, 
Deck them with your brightest feathers. 
Smoke the cahimet together, 
And as brothers live henceforward!" 

From Longfellow's Hiawatha. 



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War and Peace 

Gettysburg, 1863-1913 



Reunion and Freedom ForeOer 



"We're tenting tonight on the old camp- ground, 
Give us a song to cheer 
Our heavy hearts — a song of home 
And friends loe love so dear. 

We are tired of icar on the old camp-ground; 
Many are dead and gone 
Of the brave and true who left their homes, 
Others been wounded long. 

Many are the hearts that are weary tonight. 
Wishing for the war to cease. 
Many are the faces looking for the right, 
To see the dawn of peace." 

In the 60's we were chanting that sad bitter-sweet 
refrain with overburdened, aching, breaking hearts; 
hoping and praying, waiting and watching for the 
dawn of peace over this Nation, and it came, and it 
still abides with us. 

Today peace-lovers and peace-makers, the children 
of God in all lands are hoping and praying, waiting 
and watching, working and striving for the dawn of 
jieace to precede the rising sun of righteousness round 
this terrestrial sphere, and it's coming soon. 

This year we celebrate a half century of peace 
among ourselves, and next one hundred years of peace 
with English speaking peoples. The following year 
the third Hague Conference is due to meet. Let us 
conduct the Re-Union of the Blue and the Gray in 
such fitting manner as will best prepare us to par- 
ticipate in these greater events with a larger measure 
of devotion. 

Charity begins at home. While our British cousins 
are planning to purchase and preserve Sulgrave 
Manor, the ancestral home of Washington, and con- 
templating placing a bust of the Father of Our 



Country in Westminster Abbey, isn't it high time we 
ceased complaining against hanging a portrait of 
Robert E. Lee in our National Gallery, and refusing 
to allow a bust of Jefferson Davis in our Hall of 
Fame? 

Before we talk about "Hands across the Sea," let 
us extend the right hand of real fellowship from 
Mason and Dixon's line to our Southern brethren of 
the Lost Cause, and meet them with such heart-felt 
emotions as dashed over the soul of Mrs. Helen D. 
Longstreet when she offered "to raise the money 
among the ragged, maimed and destitute veterans who 
followed Lee, to pay the debts of Gen'l Sickles." 

If such noble sentiments had swayed all hearts in 
the 60's there would be today no "ragged, maimed 
AND DESTITUTE FOLLOWERS" of Grant Or Lcc. The lead- 
ers of both sides would have gathered around the 
council table and worked the problem out some 
other way. Perhaps they would have listened to 
Honest Abe advocating a gradual, compensated 
emancipation. 

While we honor the heroes who died gloriously 
amid the red carnage of war, let us not forget the 
heroines who died miserably of broken hearts at home. 
The woiMEN of the whole world are weary of 

PASSIXG through THE VALLEY AND THE SHADOW IX 
TRAVAIL BEARING SONS FOR THE BATTLE-FIELD, AND 
DAUGHTERS FOR SWEAT SHOPS AND WHITE SLAVE DENS. 

May North and South meet on the Peace-field of 
Gettysburg in the Spirit of Father Abraham; hear 
ye him: "When I left Springfield I asked the people 
to pray for me, but I was not a Christian; when I 
buried my boy my heart almost broke, and yet I was 
not a Christian; but when I went to Gettysburg and 
saw the graves of thousands of our soldiers, I then 
and there dedicated my life to the service of Christ." 

That we shall have a Democratic President, born in 
the Old Dominion and elected by the votes of all 
parties to preside at the Re-Union of the Blue and 
the Graj' seems to me a dispensation of the same 
Divine Providence that has guided this Nation through 
all her trials and tribulations steadily onward and 
upward toward fulfilling our manifest destiny. 

When the light breaks in the East and morning 
dawns over the battlefield of Gettysburg on July -Ith 
the propitious hour to "achieve and cherish a just 
and lasting peace among ourselves and with all 
Nations" will strike, and brother Woodroiv Wilson, 
thou art the man of that hour. 



The Spirits of the Master, and Wasiiixgton, 
AND Lincoln are calling you to help to finish 

THE WORK THEY HAD TO LAY DOWN. 

Your first inaugural contains phrases that will 
reach far beyond our shores when the people awake, 
and as an humble but sincere citizen of our beloved 
and Re-United Republic, I implore you to deliver an 
address at Gettysburg in the interest of the Brother- 
hood of Humanity, the expectation of the Federation 
of Governments, and the hope of Peace on Earth, 
that will harmonize with Lincoln's immortal oration 
and echo round the globe. 

The 20th century is calling for a broader, deeper 
and loftier patriotism than this world has ever yet 
seen. Indications that we can produce and develop 
it have been shown; when President Lincoln asked 
Commodore Vanderbilt to set a price on a certain boat 
for government service he replied: "That vessel is 
now subject to your order; I refuse to profit from 
my country in the hour of her need." 

Suffering humanity in every land today is calling 
for all of God's people to stand up and say, / refuse 
to profit on or by the distress of my felloio-men wher- 
ever they may he dispersed on the face of the globe. 

Let us consecrate ourselves to service in the 
World Peace Movement, that our honored dead shall 
not have died in vain; that this Union may have a 
New Birth of Freedom, and no nation under God 
shall ever perish from the Earth. 

Then we can sing in Spirit and in Truth: 

"Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a 

Nation! 
And this be our motto: 'In God is our trust!' 
And the Star-Spanyled Banner in triumph shall 

wave 
O'er the land of the Free and the home of the 

Brave." 

One Japanese statesman has recently well said, that 
"before America sends her missionaries to preach 
Christianity to Oriental peoples, she would do well to 
put a little of the spirit of Christ's teachings into 
her dealings at home." 

Our yellow lirethren in The Flowery Kingdom have 
quietly and steadily pursued the even tenor of their 
way while many Nations have risen to great heights 
of socalled civilization, burned out their talents and 
fell back into darkness and hell. When these Dis- 
ciples of Confucius appeal to the Christian churches 



of America to pray on a (jiven Sunday for the success 
of their New Republic, it's high time we awoke from 
our smug slumbers, and arose out of our hideous 
nightmare of money madness, to full realization that 
the era of Peace on Earth and Goodwill among Men 
and Nations is knocking at our doors, and calling on 
the United States of America to lead the world in 
preachhiff and practicing the Great Gospel of Human 
Brotherhood, and preparing to usher in the reign of 
the Prince of Peace. 

Are we a Nation of Christians for Christ, or is this 
a government of, by and for Bluffers, Bunco Steerers 
and Grafters? I call upon all people who believe in 
God to examine closely and study carefully the peti- 
tion presented to our Ministerial Union, and Church 
Federation by the brown brethren within our gates. 
Read this sentence by the Light of the Star in the 
East: "T^Fe do not question the right of America to 
make any laws that she may see fit to create, but 
justice decrees that all people, irrespective of race, 
color or religion, must stand equally before such law.'' 

If these people whom we call Buddhists and Shin- 
toists are not today reflecting more of the real spirit 
of Christ's teachings than we in America, then I mis- 
read my Bible. 

Shall we let a Sanhedrin herd of wild, rampant Bull 
Moose ruin the glorious possibilities of our Great 
Exposition, and alienate the deep and sincere friend- 
ship of the splendid Nipponese people, which has been 
with us ever since Commodore Perry broke the seal 
on the outer gates of The Hermit Kingdom, and in- 
troduced Japan into the family of Nations? 

Shall we who should lead the world toward Uni- 
versal Peace be the direct cause of delaying that 
Christian Epoch another half century? 

As a worker in the ranks and a taxpaying citizen 
of our Golden State I call upon all honest and sincere 
people to manifest to the world that we practtte 
what we preach. Let us, by initiative petition and 
referendum vote annul the tremendous blunders of 
our Bull Moose legislature. If this is done promptly 
and properly I have faith to believe that Japan will 
yet come forward with a magnificent exhibit at our 
Great World's Fair. 

Let us show the Nations of the Earth that we live 
the square deal, and apply the Golden Rule, and not 
always and forever just talk and preach about these 
great precepts to others, while we ourselves follow in 
the footsteps of his Satanic majesty. 



If we can do this, and if we can properly celebrate 
fifty years of Peace among ourselves, and fittingly 
commemorate one hundred years of Peace with 
English speaking peoples, then at the third Hague 
Conference we can begin to enjoy Universal Peace 
between all Nations, and all peoples, for all time. 

Let us invite this Conference to meet at the Panama 
Pacific Exposition, and the prophecy of Wm. H. 
Seward, Lincoln's Secretary of State, shall be ful- 
filled, and "the great problems of the world will 

BE settled upon THE SHORES OF THE PACIFIC." 

We are coming, Father Abraham, one hundred 
million strong. 

Arise and sing in the Holy Spirit our National 
Anthem and the Doxology of the Universe. 

"Our fathers' God, to Thee; 
Author of liberty, 
To Thee toe sing; 
Long may our land be bright 
With freedom's holy light; 
Protect us by Thy might. 
Great God, our King!" 




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The/i Ixniish our lun/er forever 
When thei/ Iniirrl the ip'ores of onr dead! 
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